ver beside it; "now, I know not vezer you can
smell or not, but I have buried mineself in eart', vich is a
non-conductor of smell. Ve shall see!"
It soon became very dark, for there was no moon, yet not so dark but
that the form of the goat could be seen distinctly reflected in the
pond. Naturally the professor's mind reverted to the occasion when Nigel
had watched in the branches of a tree for another tiger. The conditions
were different, and so, he thought, was the man!
"Mine yoong frond," he said mentally, "is brav', oondoubtedly, but his
nerves have not been braced by experience like mine. It is vell, for
zere is more dancher here zan in a tree. It matters not. I am resolf to
shot zat tigre--or die!"
In this resolute and heroic frame of mind he commenced his vigil.
It is curious to note how frequently the calculations of men fail
them--even those of scientific men! The tiger came indeed to the spot,
but he came in precisely the opposite direction from that which the
watcher expected, so that while Verkimier was staring over the goat's
head at an opening in the jungle beyond the pond, the tiger was
advancing stealthily and slowly through the bushes exactly behind the
hole in which he lay.
Suddenly the professor became aware of _something_! He saw nothing
consciously, he heard nothing, but there stole over him, somehow, the
feeling of a dread presence!
Was he asleep? Was it nightmare? No, it was night-tiger! He knew it,
somehow; he _felt_ it--but he could not see it.
To face death is easy enough--according to some people--but to face
nothing at all is at all times trying. Verkimier felt it to be so at
that moment. But he was a true hero and conquered himself.
"Come now," he said mentally, "don't be an ass! Don't lose your shance
by voomanly fears. Keep kviet."
Another moment and there was a very slight sound right over his head. He
glanced upwards--as far as the little hole would permit--and there, not
a foot from him, was a tawny yellow throat! with a tremendous paw moving
slowly forward--so slowly that it might have suggested the imperceptible
movement of the hour-hand of a watch, or of a glacier. There was indeed
motion, but it was not perceptible.
The professor's perceptions were quick. He did not require to think. He
knew that to use the rifle at such close quarters was absolutely
impossible. He knew that the slightest motion would betray him. He could
see that as yet he was undiscovered, fo
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